"What are you writing about?" finally survived until the end of the month, and received the dividends from the shopkeeper Qi. When Chun Tao was planning how to use the money, Zhou Kuiruo broke in.

Chun Tao quickly covered the content on the paper and covered it tightly. "Nothing."

"Didn't the Thousand Characters you transcribed earlier already give September and October? Transcribing a new book again? ”

"How do you know?"

"There is no quarrel between the two of them when they read the book today, the only possibility is that there is a new book, and there is no need to argue." Zhou Kuiruo always silently observed Chun Tao, and naturally had insight into what was happening around her.

The analysis is really in place. "yes!"

Phew~ Now lying is getting more and more powerful, I don't blink my eyes, and I don't stutter. For his lies, Chun Tao couldn't help but complain.

Zhou Kuiruo smiled, understanding that she was not telling the truth, stared at her for a while and went out.

Chun Tao stretched out his head to look at his distant back. Did he believe it or not? Forget it, hurry up and finish writing and destroy it!

The custom-made jar is estimated to be almost ready, and the deposit was paid before, and there is still ... Chun Tao wrote a string of Arabic numerals on the paper.

The money for the medicine has been calculated before, and... There are also the costs of building a thatched hut, labor costs, and material costs, and it seems that you have to treat yourself. Chun Tao wrote down the cost of the daytime inquiry on a piece of paper.

March's birthday is also coming, and I promised her that the banquet would also be silver.

You also have to make a custom plate!

Chun Tao looked at the dense numbers on the paper and her head was big. Although the shopkeeper Qi gave a lot of dividends, it was still not enough to sell the peach blossoms.

Am I too greedy, I just wanted to live before, but now I want more money.

But asking for money is also to live! I'm not in good health right now, and if I don't take medicine, it's a dead end, and if I want to take medicine, I need to have silver. After all, one illness and three generations of poverty are not just talked.

After a bit of self-entanglement, Chun Tao let herself indulge in money with peace of mind.

"Drink the medicine!" Zhou Kuiruo went out for a while and came in with a medicine bowl and sugar.

"Good!" Chun Tao stretched out his hand to take the bowl, but it could be seen that Zhou Kuiruo had been staring at the paper he had written, so he took the bowl with his right hand and crumpled the paper with his left hand.

Zhou Kuiruo frowned slightly, pretending to be indifferent and approached the desk.

At the moment when he stretched out his hand, Chun Tao threw the paper into the bowl, and the remaining medicinal juice completely soaked the paper, and the handwriting was naturally blurred.

"You..." Zhou Kuiruo didn't expect Chun Tao to react so quickly, and withdrew his hand in a daze. How can you waste a decoction? ”

"There's only a few scraps left."

Zhou Kuiruo was speechless, took the bowl and went out. Chun Tao sat on the chair and looked at his back thoughtfully.

"I want to discuss something with you." Zhou Kuiruo returned to the room again and sat where Chun Tao had just sit, and Chun Tao was also standing aside.

"Say it!" Zhou Kuiruo dipped his pen in ink and began to write something.

"March's birthday is coming, and I want to make a special meal for her."

"Why do you want to consult with me?"

"Use peaches."

Zhou Kuiruo's hand shook, and the words he was writing were ruined.

"Go buy it!"

"But..."

Zhou Kuiruo seemed to know what Chun Tao was going to say, and shouted to stop. "No, but." After saying that, he dropped his pen and went out.

"Give." Zhou Kuiruo turned his head to look, two white wine glasses appeared next to him, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Chun Tao standing beside him, holding a jar of wine in his other hand.

Zhou Kuiruo turned his head and did not take the cup.

Just when Chun Tao thought he wouldn't pay attention, he finally reached out and took the cup and spoke. "How do you have wine?"

Chun Tao sat next to Zhou Kuiruo and poured him a glass of wine. "Erzhu's father came over during the day and said he wanted to thank me."

"Thank you, why?" Zhou Kuiruo drank a glass of wine and took the wine jar into his hands.

"Didn't I teach them how to make salted duck eggs and dumplings before? He said he didn't have much business and came to thank me. Chun Tao drank the wine in her own cup and handed the cup to Zhou Kuiruo.

However, Zhou Kuiruo didn't pour her wine, just drank it by himself. "So it's a thank you?"

"No, the thank you gift he took was too valuable, I couldn't get rid of it, so I took the wine he wanted to drink." Chun Tao said that she wanted to grab the wine jar, but was grabbed by Zhou Kuiruo.

"You don't drink well, so don't drink it."

"This is the wine that Erzhu's father gave me, why can't I drink it." Chun Tao's alcohol consumption is too bad, and when a glass of wine is in his stomach, people are a little fluttery, and he is also rushing to speak.

For the fried spring peach, Zhou Kuiruo maintained a doting smile and swore his sovereignty. "In the future, you can't ask for what other men give you, only what I give you can be accepted."

"I don't, you won't even give me wine, what else can you give me?"

I really don't know if you're drunk or not, the logic is so clear. Zhou Kuiruo shook his head helplessly, "You're not in good health, just have a drink." ”

Today, this wine seems to have a bit of stamina, and a glass is a little dizzy. Chun Tao shook her head and continued to argue with Zhou Kuiruo. "The doctor said that I was suffering from the cold, so I fell ill. This wine drives away the cold, why can't you drink it anymore? ”

In the face of such a well-organized spring peach, Zhou Kuiruo was also quite helpless, so he could only put the wine jar farther away and not let her catch it.

Chun Tao caught a glimpse of his movements, and hurriedly went to get the wine jar, but the person was already a little drunk, and the wine jar was not obtained, and the whole person pressed directly on him.

"It seems that you have been practicing your skills in throwing hugs recently!" Zhou Kuiruo, who was obviously happy in his heart, kept ridiculing Chun Tao on his lips.

Glaring at Zhou Kuiruo, Chun Tao got up from him, but Zhou Kuiruo quietly protected her hands behind her, afraid that she would get up too violently and fall on herself.

"What kind of enmity do you have with that peach forest? If you don't give me drinks, questions can always be answered, right? ”

"That's all you want to know?"

"If you don't tell me, I'm naturally curious. And I didn't mean to bring it up, but I remembered it when March said she liked peaches. ”

"Actually, it's nothing, that peach forest was planted by my father."

"Huh? Are you saying that your father planted the peach forest? ”

"Yes, the bamboo forest was planted by my mother."

"Your mother planted the bamboo forest?"

Looking at Chun Tao, who repeated her words with drunkenness, Zhou Kuiruo couldn't help but touch her head. "That's your mother, too."

Maybe Chun Tao was really a little drunk and didn't react to Zhou Kuiruo's intimate actions.

"That's... The mountain belongs to your family? ”

"It's our family."

"But why?"

"What, why?" On weekdays, the expression of spring peach is a bit confusing, let alone when you are drunk.